D speaks to S

yes, we do not celebrate valentine's day...

we wish 'i love you' and 'i miss you' nearly every each day since the first day we're together.

we speak of how much we love each other, how we wanted to spend the rest of our days together and how wonderful it is each time we meet.

i guess we wont be celebrating v day again this year. we just don't because we celebrate our love everyday.

btw, if i may have forget to say it today, sayang, i love you so much.

im sorry that im always stuck in the office trying to finish my work. but i wanna let you know im always thinking of you and i love you so much. muahs!

valentines? -no thanks.

me and d have never celebrated valentines day since we met almost seven years ago. reason? simply because we didnt see the reason to do so.

celebrating valentines day cost way too much than we're willing to fork out for some date which seems too insignificant for us. tgif closes for a couples-only set lunch/dinner which gets fully booked by the first week of feb. flowers are 300% more than what they usually cost. hallmark card are everywhere and everything else is pink pink pink pink.

do men actually like celebrating valentines day? looking at the stuff offered, seems that they're all about impressing the laydies.

flowers?- for her. expensive dinner at swanky place? -he pays, obviously . gift? - he gives, if lucky he gets one in return. he obviously has to do the driving and picking her up. sex?- if you treat her right, and obviously he has to pay to whichever fancy-schmancy place they decide to do the deed.

he's like up to his neck trying to impress her. and she obviously cant wait to see how much he loves her. please.

i prefer birthdays (its my day!!), anniversaries (aww..) and flowers outta nowhere. at least the guy uses his brain rather than following the sad male crowd on valentines.

which got me thinking that i couldnt remember the last time i ever received flowers from him. teruk la you. lucky you compensate with designing nice cards.

lust, eh silap... lush factor part II

i remember back when i was in PPP-ITM, i had this one massive collection of porn pics of this particular girl. now, i must say that im a person whose not really into porn. no, really... why must i stare at the idiot box/pc/pictures/mags and wank myself up to the heavens whereas i can do it whenever, wherever i want?

with the exception of this girl, its totally a different (blue) story. now i've never tell this to s. hehe. only my frens back in college days would know how fucked up my pc went bagging massive hi-res pics of her. but i was never alone, i believe every yellow-coloured brain malay male who is about my age has somehow came across this girl. and believe it or not, all of them gagaed by her looks (and her, er, you know...).

i kept them pics until i met s. i cant remember wat happened. either i threw it out becus the pc kept hanging everytime i did my C++ codings or my dick went limp because of over wanking while looking at the pics in slideshows. hehe.

ladies and ehem, ehem gentlemen. i present you MY secret crush of all time... Miss Babyrina!



cantik bukan? macam setan...

p/s: to those who doesnt know who she is, damn, what have you done with your youth years?

lush factor

d doesnt know it yet but i have a secret fantasy.



isnt he gorgeous?

a pink lady weekend

feels really good coming home after a hectic vacation. three days, me+two sibling+one parent+one cousin+three aunties+grandparents+one uncle had time off in southern thailand. my supermom drove us down at dawn and reached in time to check in.

the hotels we normally stay were all fully booked so mom had us all settled for the hotel next to it called the pink lady. very nice hotel, smack in the middle of town. also is very famous for its lap dance and strip club.

incidents across the borders.

-from the streets, there are two ways into the lobby of the hotel. one, via the carpark and two, via the strip club. we didnt know what kinda place it was since shows only commence at eleven. so we were all having dinner in the streets and decide to experience a bit of the nite life when grandpa decides that he'd take grandma back to the room since they're tired and stuff. they think that a dark carpark is dangerous and opt for the other entrance. what do you know? they end up in a crowded bar AT THE PEAK of the show. the lady's prancing around around in her g-string. grandma is shaking like a leaf. she's like shit scared. grandpa takes her out quickly only to find out the only thing she was afraid of was the stripper throwing the chair at her. funny.

-we had the first round of thai ancient massage. the lady was really good. so we thought we're gonna do it again today with the same lady. only we cant remember her name. there are about thirty ladies doing massages in the hotel. auntie calls

we want the lady who came to room 527 yesterday

what lady? name?

i cannot remember. but she said 48 years. three children.

cannot cannot. i dont know.

you go check your log book.

no book, no book.

cousin suddenly remembers that she saw a number on the lady's shirt. she tells auntie.

send number fifteen.

massage no number! sexy dancer only have number!! you come second floor. you see. you can choose.

ok. so we grabbed our bags. hoping to find the massage lady who is apparently so good no one else will do.

this is so so so wrong. a huge life size aquarium. cutout fishes and shells in the background. sand on the floor with real shells here and there. and three benches. with women with numbers wearing practically nothing. ok. this is definitely not what we're looking for. plus there is no number fifteen anywhere anyway. i have a strong feeling the massage lady wont be in the aquarium. so we do what anybody else would do. we stare and and we stare. and we stare a bit more before we leave. cousin whispers we should come here again tonight without the aunties.

we actually did come back later that nite. a lap dance was in full swing. some dude in a tux pulled us in

come, come, sexy show, sexy show

is it free?

yes free! free! sexy show no charge!!

yes? free?

buy drink only.

cheh! sorry but we dont drink. anyways it was a full house. brother manage to catch a glimpse of topless thai chick grinding herself on stage to britney spears.

- the best bit probably is the reflexology we did at nite after a days' walking. really tough lady with magical fingers. bestnye. soothing and relaxing and almost fell asleep except for the nasal voice always in my ear pain you talk ok? pain you talk to me.

yeah. twas a great getaway. short and sweet